I will start by telling you all that I've grown this huge fascination with anything paranormal, and it's really not a healthy thing to become so interested in but something happened when I was a young boy that I guess was the start of my beliefs.
It was a sunny day, and so I and my brothers had gone round to my dad's girlfriend's house to play with her sons. We were having a water fight with water guns and such, and as we were all having fun... I ran to the bottom of the garden/yard and at the bottom was a fence, not too tall as I could climb up and look over the top into the park. The park was once a quarry many, many years ago and there are stories of how people had fallen from the cliffs and died so it's a spooky park.
So, as I was looking over the fence with the joy and happiness on my face from all the fun I was having, out of no where... A woman in her 50's appeared to me in old, raggy clothes like the clothes you see in those medieval movies like Braveheart. She had dust all over her skin, making her skin tone look very grey. She looked really down and just walked straight past me and didn't seem to notice me as I sprayed her with my water pistol. I had no idea what a ghost was at the time so I wasn't too scared but as I got older and found out, I remembered back to that time and started to wonder if she was in fact a ghost.
All the other paranormal experiences I have encountered are only sounds but what do you guys think... Was she just some homeless woman or was she a lost, lonely spirit?